"No arguments," she said, "you will come to have Christmas lunch with Josh and me. You will get up and dress in time to be picked up at eleven o'clock... Got me?" Yes, Ma'am," I croaked, unable and unwilling to prevaricate."Right now, you'd feel a lot better after a shower and some clean clothes. That beard could stand trimming, too." Yes, Ma'am," I repeated."I've got to go," she said, "but I'll be annoyed if you don't at least try to make a move."After she left I did as I was told and had reason. For you I'd say: Blowjob would be $50, striptease would be $20, and a fuck...about $100. Hell, maybe $200. Just make the prices up as you go along."I liked that idea. I liked that idea a lot. And the next day, I began my job as a professional hooker. --------------------------------------------To start me off, Michelle called one of her old clients and told him about me. He wanted to meet me and, of course, have some fun with me. Michelle had given me his address, phone number and told me about. After a few minutes of kissing, Michelle had a moment of clarity and remembered why she was there. She got up and told the stranger to put his clothes on and get out. She urgently put her clothes on, then ripped the sheets off the bed and shoved them into the clothes hamper. She grabbed the pills on the counter. The stranger put his clothes on and walked toward Michelle. They kissed a few more times and Michelle pushed him away and said they needed to go right now. Michelle was so worried about. "Sam gave Michael a hug, and sat on the bed beside him while Loriannestood a little distance away in a very military "at ease" pose."How are you feeling?" Sam asked."Not bad considering I shouldn't be alive." They told you that?" Yeah. How are the kids?" Fine."Our conversation seemed to have petered out, and Sam stood thereawkwardly for a few moments, then she gave me another hug, and left theroom.I sighed, and looked at Loraine and said, "So, you want to talk to me?" I do, but I'm not sure how.